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Whoosh!
The dagger, flashing with a chilling cold light, slashed toward Xiao Yi's vitals.
However...
The dagger abruptly halted, unable to advance even half an inch further.
A ferocious grimace froze on Fang Ao's face, his eyes filled with shock and disbelief as he stared at his own wrist. It was being tightly gripped by a hand, and the terrifying force emanating from that hand had completely deformed his wrist.
Agonizing pain shot through him instantly; the dagger fell from his grasp: "Aoooow... my hand..."
Xiao Yi snatched up the dagger and, amidst Fang Ao's screams, brought it down towards his groin.
Splurt!
A fountain of blood sprayed wildly, immediately turning the area beneath Fang Ao into a crimson swamp, as a piece the size of a pinky finger fell into the pool of blood. Fang Ao screamed in agony, while Xiao Yi remained expressionless, first slicing open his throat.
Letting the fresh blood spurt freely.
And then driving the dagger deep into Fang Ao's heart.
